Luna Aurora novel (Alpha Fenrir)

The moon was high in the sky, casting a soft silver glow over the clearing where Elyra stood. Her feet were planted firmly on the ground, her arms extended outward, and her eyes closed in concentration. The air around her hummed with the energy of the earth and the light that thrummed deep within her. She could feel it, the pulse of power, ancient and untapped, flowing through her fingertips, through her very soul.

Beside her, Luna Selene moved with a quiet grace, her presence as calm as the night itself. The older Luna's eyes were fixed on Elyra, watching her every move with a scrutiny that felt both supportive and demanding.

"Focus," Selene instructed, her voice a soft but firm command. "The light within you is not just a force; it is an extension of your soul. You must learn to channel it, not just wield it."

Elyra nodded, breathing in deeply, trying to clear the anger that churned within her. It had been days since she had begun training under Selene, but it felt like every moment was a battle against the shadow that loomed over her-over Dain. The rage she felt toward him, toward his choices, threatened to overtake her at every turn. He was slipping further and further into the darkness, and with each passing moment, the bond between them grew weaker.

"I don't understand," Elyra said, her voice tinged with frustration. "How can I fight the shadow when it feels like I'm losing him? When it feels like the bond between us is just... breaking?"

Selene's eyes softened, and she stepped closer, her presence soothing yet firm. "You are not fighting just Dain, Elyra. You are fighting yourself. The shadow feeds on your fear, your anger. If you let it, it will consume you, just as it is trying to consume him." Elyra clenched her fists, feeling the shard within her pulse like a heartbeat, almost as if it were calling to her. "How can I not be angry? He's choosing this. He's choosing the darkness over everything we've fought for."

Selene nodded, her expression grave. "That is the path he's walking, yes. But it is not yours to choose. You must master yourself before you can master the light within you."

Elyra's jaw tightened. The words stung, but she knew they were true. She couldn't allow her anger to dictate her actions-not when everything was at stake. Not when Dain's future, their future, hung in the balance.

"Remember," Selene continued, her voice steady. "You cannot fight the shadow with rage. Rage feeds on the very power you seek to control. Your emotions are your greatest strength-and your greatest weakness. Balance them, and you will find the light."

Elyra took a deep breath, closing her eyes once more as she focused on the energy swirling within her. She had to suppress her anger, she had to let go of the resentment that was poisoning her thoughts. Slowly, she felt the light within her stir, a warmth that spread through her chest, calming the storm inside her. It wasn't easy-nothing about this was easy-but for the first time, she felt a flicker of control.

"Good," Selene whispered. "Let it flow. Feel the light within you, not as a weapon, but as a part of you."

Elyra continued, pushing aside the thoughts of Dain's betrayal, of the darkness that seemed to be consuming him. She focused only on the light, on the warmth that filled her, on the purity of the energy that connected her to the earth, to the moon, to everything around her. For a moment, she almost forgot about the prophecy, about the choices she would soon have to make. She was just Elyra-the Luna Ascendant, the one who had been chosen to wield the light.

But the moment was fleeting. The shard within her pulsed again, sending a jolt through her, reminding her of the danger that still loomed. The danger that was waiting for her, for Dain.

She opened her eyes, the light around her flickering for a brief moment before it steadied. Selene's gaze was sharp, her senses honed to something Elyra couldn't quite perceive. "You're making progress," Selene said, but her voice had a note of concern. "But you must act quickly. The balance is fragile."

Elyra lowered her hands, glancing at Selene. "What do you mean?"

Selene's face darkened. "I sense a shift in the shard's energy. It is changing, Elyra. The shadow is moving-he's making his next move."

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pulsing more erratically than before, the energy within her swirling in way that felt... unnatural. As if something dark was pushing against it, something far stronger than she had anticipated

"What is he planning?" Elyra asked, her voice low, almost a whisper.

Selene's eyes narrowed, her gaze distant as she studied the air around them. "I don't know. But I fear that Dain is closer to his goal than we realize. If the shadow takes full control... there may be no saving him." Elyra's stomach tightened. The thought of losing Dain-of seeing him consumed by the darkness, by the very thing they had fought against-it was unbearable.

"I have to stop him," Elyra said, the words coming out more forcefully than she had intended. She could feel the urgency now, the weight of the prophecy pressing down on her. The time to act was drawing near, and she couldn't afford to waste any more time.

Selene placed a hand on her shoulder, her grip firm and steady. "You are not alone in this, Elyra. But you must be prepared. The Warden will not be defeated easily. And Dain... he may not be the ally you once knew." Elyra nodded, her resolve hardening. She couldn't allow herself to fall to despair-not when everything depended on her. Not when Dain still had a chance.

-: As Selene senses a shift in the

shard's energy, Elyra realizes that Dain's descent into the shadows is no longer a matter of 'if,' but 'when." The time to act is now-and every choice from this point on could tip the scales toward their salvation... or their destruction.